The ballad of the brokenhearted

The story that started
many years ago, has come to an end.
At first I lost my soul,
then all my blood got drained.

Your taste still lingers in my mouth
just the memory of you makes me feel
so fucked up.
I thought that it was love,
but then we broke up
just,
fucked up.

I remember long strools in the park
laughing about that wierd guy Mark
I remember him telling us,
about the balled of the brokenhearted

I remember you, wanting it all
yet you were scared to fall inlove
now
yeah' its over
its my balled
I am brokenhearted